That was bliss. Being cared for. Wanted. Feeling so necessary to someone’s existence that there was no place for the loneliness inside her.
That was bliss. Being cared for. Wanted. Feeling so necessary to someone’s existence that there was no place for the loneliness inside her.
Let it be a small gain or big gain never do lesser than one's ability, let it be a pain or a pleasure never accept more than one's share.
You won't ever build your confidence from a perception of lack. For it grows and evolves from realising who you are and what you already have.
Sometimes in life, as in literature, people get their just desserts. The greedy man loses everything because he cannot resist seeking more riches.
Whenever you look in front and see a lot of people ahead of you, take time to look at the long queue behind you. Let us live a life of contentment.
Yes, there is a Nirvanah; it is leading your sheep to a green pasture, and in putting your child to sleep, and in writing the last line of your poem
Walden is the report of a man torn by two powerful and opposing drives – the desire to enjoy the world and the urge to set the world straight.
If he (George Keenan)felt on occasion more than a little uncomfortable when being listened to, then he was truly unhappy when not being listened to.
Give a bull grass, sweet water and a willing heifer and he is happy. But a man is never content. If no gadflies of worry exist he will invent them.
You have to open up to the world and learn optimism...Contentment with the past, happiness with the present, and hope for the future. Learned optimisim.
The true measure of your success is the degree to which within you are truly content - and the depth to which others hold you with real love and respect
Complacency traps people and besiege them until longer period. The biggest challenge is to become aware of its existence and stepping out of it quickly.
Well, aren't you just saying it's better to be neurotic, sensitive, and miserable than unimaginative, adjusted and content? Is it really better?
The whole purpose of the winepress is to preserve the grapes. Accept Pressing moments. What you accomplish in a moment of pressure will be used forever.
People will ask you the question 'how is life treating you?' But my question is 'how are you treating life?' On that your happiness rests